Moments after dancing and cutting the wedding cake, Nathan and Clara sat on the aisle. Sometimes they get up to greet guests who want to congratulate them.
from a distance, Liora sat with a middle-aged woman who was the same age as her, who was Nathan's mother named Diana. They sat together looking at the bride and groom who looked happy, occasionally welcoming the guests who greeted them as well.
"He should have married Patricia," Liora muttered.
"Liora, don't ever talk about this again or Nathan and his father will be very angry with you," Diana cried patiently. she looks elegant in a gold dress and curls her hair up and wears a bit of makeup and a series of jewelry that makes her look very elegant.
"But my daughter also needs justice….you guys even kept this matter a secret and no one knew the truth about it...."
"Please don't talk about this or I'll leave you with nothing to do but shut up and keep your mouth shut..between Patricia and Nathan it was just an incident that you might have planned to get Nathan to marry Patricia... But your efforts were in vain, it's still fortunate that you are still allowed to live in our house!" Diana shouted sternly before Liora finished her sentence. she got up and walked over to the bride and groom.
Liora looked at Diana who was walking further and further away from her sight. she got up and walked towards the other side of the waiters who were arranging the drinks to be given to the guests.
On the throne of their love, Nathan glanced at Clara who looked uncomfortable.
"Honey, are you all right?" he asked.
"Hmm... I'm just... I'm just feeling hungry," Clara replied with a shy smile.
Nathan smiled amusedly. "Oh, God. it turns out that my bride is hungry even though she has eaten cake," he said.
"I only ate a little. I want to eat a lot but it's not comfortable ... I do nervous but I'm hungry," said Clara, bending her face.
"Okay, I'll get another cake for you," Nathan said as he stood up.
"Don't forget to bring a drink too," Clara said.
"Yes, honey. Don't worry," Nathan said. He immediately walked down from the throne of his love to the place where the food served was so rich and luxurious.
A male maid who had just come with a tray of some juices approached Nathan who was taking a chocolate cheesecake.
"I think your bride also needs a drink, sir," he said with a friendly smile.
"Sure, but she doesn't like alcohol," Nathan said, carrying a small plate of cake. He looked at the tray of drinks, then picked up a glass of orange juice. "Make more orange juice and other menus besides alcoholic drinks..who knows there are many who really can't drink alcohol," he continued.
"Yes, sir," said the servant, bowing his head.
Nathan immediately brought a glass of orange juice and a small plate of cake to the aisle, where Clara was waiting for him with Diana and there was a little girl in a white dress and a butterfly headband. Ah, could it be Patricia's child?
"Mom, why is Francesca here?" Nathan asked, glancing at the little girl on his mother's lap who was sitting near Clara on the right side while he was on the left.
"She also wants to see the atmosphere of the party," replied Diana.
Nathan exhaled roughly, then handed him the cake and drink he had taken earlier to Clara. He turned to glance at the little girl who instead approached him and looked at him sadly with sadness, like fear.
"I just want to see daddy with the new mommy," said Francesca, who was about two years old.
"Honey, don't ever hate her just because you don't like her mother..after all, she is your daughter," Clara whispered.
"Yeah," Nathan said flatly.
"At least let her enjoy this party... After all, no one knows who she is to you... Her presence won't spoil the mood," Clara exclaimed with a gentle smile. she turned to look at the little girl and handed her the cake she was carrying. "Sweetheart, how about you try this cake?" she asked.
"That looks delicious," answered Francesca, sheepishly poking the cake with her index finger, then sucking the finger. "This is so sweet..."
"Do you like it?"
"Yeah, really like it." Francesca nodded with her innocent look.
"Well then, this is just for you." Finally, Clara handed the cake to Francesca, making Nathan uncomfortable.
"I took it for you, not for her," Nathan said.
"It is okay, Honey. Don't get angry over trivial things. I'll just drink juice, and you get another cake for me," Clara exclaimed then immediately drank her orange juice little by little while Francesca switched to sit with Diana. Nathan went back to the buffet to get the cake again.
A few minutes passed when Nathan was back beside her with a small cake, Clara felt uncomfortable. She repeatedly held her throat, chest and finally leaned her back against the shoulder of the white aisle chair, and reflexively her hand that had no strength finally let go of her grip on the glass.
Prackkk...
Suddenly Nathan, who was looking the other way, turned to look at Clara in panic. "Honey, what happened? Why is your face so pale... What happened?"
"Ugh ... I ... I can't breathe," said Clara stammering closing her eyes. "Hot... My mouth feels hot. My chest hurts."
"Oh, God!" Nathan was getting more and more panicked, holding Clara's head, staring at her face which was getting paler and even her lips were starting to turn blue. He immediately carried his wife, then asked for help from the medical staff who were always available at the hotel.
Everyone thought Clara had food poisoning because of her condition. She was given milk as a first step to removing the poison in his body. the bride vomited whatever she drank, after that Nathan took her to the hospital because he was worried that there was still poison in her body because her condition was still worrying.
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"Honey, hold on," Nathan shouted, now sitting next to Clara who was lying down with the medical equipment attached to her body. Now they are in the ambulance on their way to the hospital.
Clara closed her eyes, feeling a tightness in her chest, a cold chill that started to hit her body.
"Cold ... Very cold," she said.
Instantly Nathan immediately took off his tuxedo, then put it on Clara's upper body like a blanket. he bent down, hugged his wife, and kissed her face.
"Hold on...I don't want to lose you!" he said with tears flowing freely from fear. He didn't even pay attention to the nurse who had brought a special blanket for Clara.
"It hurts .... my whole body hurts," Clara whispered with unbearable tears. Her eyes were difficult to open, she could only feel the warmth of Nathan's embrace. Her feelings are already crazy, she even feels like she can't move anymore, making her pessimistic about being able to continue her life.
"I can't breathe," Clara whispered.
"No, you have to be strong!" Nathan shouted sternly, staring at Clara's face which was getting paler because it seemed like the poison was still lodged in her body. he is frightened, asks the driver to increase speed, and asks the doctor to do something to keep Clara afloat.
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